A Few Quickies
Not much time to blog today, but here's a few things that made me smile.
Overheard in the Beer Line at a hockey game: "I was pretty good at hockey and I probably could have gone pretty far, but I never learned to skate backwards."
Umm, how good were you, if you couldn't skate backward? Even a goalie needs to drift back sometimes
Also, at the hockey games I noticed that if there was a line that was all women, it was for the restroom. If a line was all men - it went to the beer-only stand.
On Cops - one woman accused another woman of selling her fake crack, yes, woman #1 told the police that she was trying to buy crack and that woman #2 had sold her baking soda instead of crack. Woman #2 standing next to her teenage son, drew herself up, insulted and indignant, and said "I do NOT sell crack! I'm a prostitute!"
Not at all an uncomfortable moment for her son. I'm sure no one at his school saw that nationally televised moment.
And a couple pics of Eddie:
Overheard in the Beer Line at a hockey game: "I was pretty good at hockey and I probably could have gone pretty far, but I never learned to skate backwards."
Umm, how good were you, if you couldn't skate backward? Even a goalie needs to drift back sometimes
Also, at the hockey games I noticed that if there was a line that was all women, it was for the restroom. If a line was all men - it went to the beer-only stand.
On Cops - one woman accused another woman of selling her fake crack, yes, woman #1 told the police that she was trying to buy crack and that woman #2 had sold her baking soda instead of crack. Woman #2 standing next to her teenage son, drew herself up, insulted and indignant, and said "I do NOT sell crack! I'm a prostitute!"
Not at all an uncomfortable moment for her son. I'm sure no one at his school saw that nationally televised moment.
And a couple pics of Eddie:
2 Comments:
At 9:24 AM, Paperback Writer said…
Those glasses on him are just too cute!
At 9:58 PM, Jami said…
Those are my actual glasses from high school, and they fit him. No jokes about my tiny head.
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